10 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments
We traveled into Cote D’azur, then into San Remo. The weather was just perfect. It couldn’t have been any better with the white sand, blue water and cypresses dancing in the breeze. Another day beckoned us to swim. We stopped off in Ventimilia in search for an open bank. There too we hung around the waterfront and just let the days slip away. We arrived in Genova late one night and ran into a bit of difficulty locating a room. This is par for the course. (more…)
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10 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments
The echoes of my footsteps, reminds me I’m alone, down this endless street of silence, rains a melody, of home
and it’s this emptiness that fills my steps, for these nights I’ve slept, alone
These streets, there all wet with rain, I stand alone here, callin out in vain, can’t ya hear me through the silence
callin out your name
The shadows shorten, as each street light nears, a passing spotlight on loneliness, another tear
Each day goes by, like this walk through the rain, though my hearts and dreams, consume me
each day still ends the same
These streets, there all wet with rain, I stand alone here, callin out in vain
can’t ya hear me through the silence, callin out your name
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11 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments
I found a good cup of coffee on the square in front of the Duomo, sat there and caught up on my journal while I watched Milan wake up around me. The morning light danced past its arches onto the adjacent building. It was a breathtaking sight, absolutely gorgeous, a very unique structure. I spent some time queuing inside and then sat along the edges of the square. I discovered an excellent restaurant just not far from the Duomo and relaxed to a bottle of wine. (more…)
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11 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Itinerary, 0 Comments
Explored Southern France traveling east into the Italian Riviera.
France: Montpellier, Aries, Nimes, Marseille, St. Tropez, St. Raphael, Cannes, Nice, Monaco, Ventimiglia
Italy: San Remo, Savona, Genova, Milano, Torino, Milano
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12 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments
I enjoyed traveling on trains through the darkness of those mountains. When there was nothing else to do and I was tired of writing, I just stared at the passing shadows from the darkness of my compartment. I reached Lausanne early in the morning and walked into some confusion. Apparently the airport in Paris was on strike and that had a domino effect across Europe. Every form of information service had a line leading out its door. I noticed a young Finnish girl waiting in one of those lines. (more…)
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